10 years later
Beep! Beep! Beep!
I rolled over and slammed my hand on the alarm. God I hate waking up in the morning. I rolled back over and rested my head on Bryan's chest. This was my comfort. I felt him move and noticed he was laughing.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"You do that every morning." he said.
"I can't help it. I am so effin tired. I don't want to move." I said stretching and wrapping my arms around him.
Bryan shook his head and held me in his arms. It's been over ten years since I fell in love with Bryan, and nothing has ever changed. He kissed my forhead and I wined.
"You have to get up you know." he said.
"No I don't." I said to him.
"If you don't get up then you know who is." he said laughing.
"Lock the door so they wont come in."
"I can't your on top of me." he said.
As soon as he said that I heard feet running down the stairs.
"Here they come." Bryan said with a smirk.
The door flew open and heard yelling.
"Mommy!!! Mommy!!! Daddy!!! Daddy!!!" was all you heard.
I sat up in bed and so did Bryan. They crawled into bed and got on top of us and in the covers.
"Daddy!" yelled Adam.
He jumped right into Bryans arms and Bryan lifted him in the air.
"Mommy." Yelled Courtney.
She came and sat on my lap and gave me a big hug.
"Time to wake up!" yelled Adam.
"I'm hungry." said Courtney.
"Okay. Okay. Give us five minutes and we'll be out." Said Bryan.
"Mom! Dad!"
Oh god. Must there be yelling every morning?
Harmony came storming into our room. She was holding up a shirt. It looked familiar.
"Look at my shirt!" she yelled.
"Isn't that the new shirt I bought you?" I asked.
"Yes! It's ruined."
Bryan sat back up in bed.
"What happened to it?" he asked.
"Adam used it to mop up the paint he spilled." Harmony said.
"Adam." I said.
"I didn't spill the paint. Courtney did." he said.
"Did not." said Courtney.
"Did too."
"Did not."
"Did too."
"Did not."
"Did too."
"Alright!" I said cutting off all type of noise," Adam, you don't use clothes to clean up messes, Courtney, you know your not suppose to play with paint without permission, Harmony we'll get some bleach and wash it out. Okay. Good. Now everyone out and go get dressed for the day." I said.
They all left my room and I layed back down with the pillow over my head.
"Nice way of handling it." Bryan said with a chuckle.
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